"Was there really an accident, or do you not need my help?" [Formerly] laughed, "Never mind, I trust my own decision."
He no longer looked at the crowd.
[Former]'s gaze shot beyond the Holy Path, into the depths of the starry sky, where he looked at the chaos.
He walked over slowly.
What is he going to do?
"It seems... he's planning to leave Saint Road?"
The semi-saints were incredulous, yet felt it was entirely expected.
Some of the semi-saints hesitated, wondering if letting "the past" leave meant they had passed the test or not.
Seemingly realizing that some people were planning to make a move, [Xi Ri] said, "Stay put, or I'll kill you all."
They didn't take the three thousand half-saints seriously at all.
[In the past], once you reach the edge of chaos, as long as you step into chaos, you will be outside the holy path and enter the present universe.
With his former strength, Chaos could not stop him. He was even able to manipulate the power of Chaos and make it his own.
"Stop here." The saint in charge of maintaining order in the temple appeared.
Before he spoke, the demigod hadn't noticed anything; he just appeared suddenly, without any warning.
Seeing him was like seeing the center of the entire universe, the origin of all the extraordinary, the source of all spiritual energy, and the root of all brilliance.
He is both the origin and the end of mythology.
This is a sage.
[In the past] there was no turning back, as if looking down on the present world from across the chaos.
"Beast, we've been discussing the Dao for three hundred million years. Though that time is short, haven't you learned more about me? Do you think you can stop me?"
"I'm here, so I'm sure I can stop you."
"Is it the arrangement of the 'victor' or the will of the Great Dao? Never mind, there's no difference between the two. Come on, after forty-seven epochs and ninety trillion years, let me see if your strength has improved."
Everyone was taken aback.
The [Former Life], a cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage, is about to clash with the [Saint Beast]?
The first reaction of the three thousand half-saints was that it was impossible. [Formerly] was only at the peak of half-saint. Let alone fighting, [Saint Beast] could kill him with a single glance.
Even recreating the past is not an option.
Saints transcend time and space, and are unique in heaven and earth. To be erased by a saint means to disappear from the entire space-time continuum. Past, present, future, and parallel universes—all existence will be wiped out.
But the three thousand half-saints immediately realized that the [Former Day] before them was not only [Saint of the Past], but also [Saint of the Black Hand], and might not be unable to do it.
[Saint/Beast] shows no emotional fluctuations.
“I don’t think you can beat me,” he said, “but since you said so, I believe you, but this is only based on strength.”
"Regardless of strength, are you going to talk to me about friendship?"
"Someone asked me to give you a message..."
The chaotic light and shadow on the head of [the past] flickered.
The three thousand half-saints desperately tried to hear, but no matter what methods they used, they couldn't hear those words.
"Sigh." [Formerly] suddenly sighed softly, "This is not the ending I wanted."
[The Saintly Black Hand] lost? The 'victor' is someone else?
Li Changzhou's heart skipped a beat.
However, he quickly dismissed the thought. So what if he wasn't the 'winner'? Should he give up?
"Let's end it then. I'm not interested in playing with these little guys." [In the past] He left without hesitation.
The will detached, and the body transformed back into chaotic light and shadow.
Li Changzhou suddenly had a thought: If even he didn't give up, would someone as arrogant as he used to give up?
If the victor were someone else, they should have resisted in the past, not retreated like this.
Of course, it's also possible that because they stood at a higher position in the past, they understood more clearly that the great principles are immutable and the "victor" is invincible, and therefore chose to give up.
Everyone had guessed this, but they couldn't confirm the final answer.
"Lord Beast Saint," the little demon said respectfully, its eyes almost fanatical, "it is rumored that you are the disciple of [Saint Demon]?"
There is indeed a certain relationship between [beasts] and [demons], a relationship that is even engraved in the Great Dao and manifests throughout the entire universe.
The Beast Saint spoke calmly and indifferently: "My master confronted the Black Hand for twenty-three epochs, but in the end he still had to admit defeat. After I became a saint, I took the initiative to seek out the Black Hand and only debated with him for three hundred million years before I was defeated. I am not a qualified disciple."
Everyone was astonished to learn that the Beast Saint was indeed the disciple of the Demon Saint, and that the Black Hand was truly incredibly powerful, having schemed and defeated the original Five Saints.
So, does that mean the story about digging up the grave of the "Sage of Man" is also true?
Li Changzhou couldn't help but suspect that his original divine body was the result of research.
But he quickly rejected the idea that the Black Hand was a reincarnation, retaining only a trace of pure essence, so clean that Li Changzhou did not consider himself the Black Hand.
The primordial divine body is entirely his instinct in this life; it is his unique talent.
“Beast Saint,” Heavenly Fire spoke, “the [Former] Saint is gone. Shall we start this trial anew?”
"Let's just go there." The Beast Saint disappeared.
The chaotic light and shadows faded away, and the sacred path leading from the Seventh Temple to the Eighth Temple became a smooth road.
Now there is a question: Is this level a test of talent or a test of fighting skills?
boom!
Someone sneaked out!
The others quickly made their move, but then immediately stopped. The oath of the Great Dao bound them; this trial was a test of talent, and they could not fight each other.
Now, the test is on speed!
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